First thing we did when got there- stop for lunch.
Wednesday, November 10, 2010
Sunday, November 7, 2010
Fourteen
Can you believe I have a fourteen year old?
Really, where has it gone?
Sweet story for you- The girls and I were out for our weekly Walmart grocery trip. Paige had wandered off to look at something else as I got into a conversation with one of the employees. She told me of her 15 month old son, and then asked me how many children I had. I got the typical "Six!? Are you even old enough to have six?" response. "How old is your oldest?" It was the day after Paige's birthday, and I hadn't gotten used to saying I had a fourteen year old yet. "thir- uh, fourteen." "Is this your oldest?" She asked, pointing to Courtney. "No, she's my second oldest. My oldest is over there."
"Oh," she laughed, "She's your child? I thought she was your friend." Of course, this tickled me. So on our way home, I told her the story... "And she thought we were friends."
"Well," Paige said. "we are friends."
Really, where has it gone?
Sweet story for you- The girls and I were out for our weekly Walmart grocery trip. Paige had wandered off to look at something else as I got into a conversation with one of the employees. She told me of her 15 month old son, and then asked me how many children I had. I got the typical "Six!? Are you even old enough to have six?" response. "How old is your oldest?" It was the day after Paige's birthday, and I hadn't gotten used to saying I had a fourteen year old yet. "thir- uh, fourteen." "Is this your oldest?" She asked, pointing to Courtney. "No, she's my second oldest. My oldest is over there."
"Oh," she laughed, "She's your child? I thought she was your friend." Of course, this tickled me. So on our way home, I told her the story... "And she thought we were friends."
"Well," Paige said. "we are friends."
Wednesday, November 3, 2010
Tuesday, November 2, 2010
Monday, November 1, 2010
Here ya go, Michelle
I told you I had a snake attack picture featuring Jacob. Well, it's kind of attacking. OK, it's wriggling for it's life, but it's Jacob, anyway.
Sunday, October 24, 2010
Monday, October 18, 2010
Gracie turns... 2... 3...10!
She's not really sure how old she is. (three in case you don't know)
Her birthday fell on a quite normal Monday. We were invited to go apple picking that morning. Grace thought that was a wonderful way to celebrate her day. Actually, she's thrilled with just about everything we do. She is easy to please. Three year olds are great that way.
Some of the kids didn't want to go. Can you believe that? But after we got there they were all enthusiastic. Joshua's bag had to cut up for apple sauce right away when we got home. He picked an apple, took a bite, threw it in the bag, picked an apple, took a bite, threw it in the bag...
When we got home, we had lunch and Grace had her "birthday cake" (a zebra cake with a candle) and opened a couple gifts and the cards the boys made for her. I think she enjoyed that the most.
Aunt Kathy came over that evening and wished her a happy birthday and Grace told her, "No, I already had my birthday." She didn't realize that a birthday lasts all day long. Silly girl.
Her birthday fell on a quite normal Monday. We were invited to go apple picking that morning. Grace thought that was a wonderful way to celebrate her day. Actually, she's thrilled with just about everything we do. She is easy to please. Three year olds are great that way.
Some of the kids didn't want to go. Can you believe that? But after we got there they were all enthusiastic. Joshua's bag had to cut up for apple sauce right away when we got home. He picked an apple, took a bite, threw it in the bag, picked an apple, took a bite, threw it in the bag...
When we got home, we had lunch and Grace had her "birthday cake" (a zebra cake with a candle) and opened a couple gifts and the cards the boys made for her. I think she enjoyed that the most.
Aunt Kathy came over that evening and wished her a happy birthday and Grace told her, "No, I already had my birthday." She didn't realize that a birthday lasts all day long. Silly girl.
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